The Road to Slaying God

Generally, people from Xinjiang Province live in every big and small city across the country, and they mainly sell kebabs, a local specialty of Xinjiang Province.

Of course, there is also a wandering knife-selling family. What is a knife-selling family?

In fact, it is illegal to buy and sell controlled knives in China, but only people in Xinjiang Province can sell daggers, machetes, jumping knives, waist knives, long swords and sabers on the ground. Waist knives are tolerated by the central government. The policy allows people in Xinjiang Province to carry knives. Of course, controlled knives are still not allowed to be carried.

The people of Xinjiang Province have their own methods. They bring their children with them and sell large and small bags on the street. The local police are completely helpless. First of all, the language barrier is an obstacle. Secondly, those who sell knives are all women. They usually bring a or There are many children, you took her away, she was alive or dead, and you threw the child at the police station, who can bear the responsibility?

Gradually, after this happened more and more, police all over the country let it go, as long as they didn't cause trouble.

However, whether it is a family selling knives, selling mutton skewers, or selling local specialties and handicrafts raisins, they all fall within the scope of Maimaiti's supervision. As long as a person from Xinjiang Province comes out to do business, he must obey The entire Xinjiang Province has reached a consensus on the management of Maimaiti.

Although there are various forces in Xinjiang Province, and many people have no direct relationship with Maimaiti, from the perspective of overall interests, many interest groups are still willing to accept the constraints of Maimaiti. After all, Maimaiti has human resources all over the country. It's not something they can compare to, let alone something they can fight against.

Of course, what worries everyone is Maimaiti’s force and abundant funds.

In Xinjiang Province, no matter how powerful you are, as long as you say a word about buying and selling, you will be instantly wiped out. This is an iron fact, and this is also a fact forged with countless blood.

Many people are dissatisfied with Maimaiti's dominance, but no one is stupid enough to confront Maimaiti. After all, they also need Maimaiti's protection.

Of course, the Xinjiang people who were grilling mutton skewers not far from the entrance of the entertainment city were definitely affiliated with Maimaiti.

After Zhang Yang thought of this, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. As long as he found the hometown of the people in Xinjiang Province, it would be much easier to find clues. Of course, Zhang Yang didn't expect these little minions to know the whereabouts of Maimaiti, but at least it would be better than what he is doing now. It is much better to breed a blind man to ride a blind horse.

In order not to attract the attention of several Xinjiang people who were grilling mutton skewers, Zhang Yang pushed a few steps into the flower bed so that his body was completely hidden under the shade of the trees. At this time, Liu Biao grilled a large amount of mutton skewers and came over. , steaming hot and full of aroma. It must be said that the mutton skewers grilled by Xinjiang people are indeed much more delicious than those grilled by mainlanders.

"Liu Biao, we have a clue." Zhang Yang took Liu Biao and handed him a handful of mutton skewers.

"Ah... Yes? Where is it? Where is it?" Liu Biao suddenly turned around and looked around.

"In your hand." Zhang Yang smiled.

"In hand...mutton skewers...haha...I understand, I understand...let's go and kill them in their lair!" Liu Biao was overjoyed. He took a few bites of the mutton skewers and chewed them wildly in his mouth, as if he was buying it. It's like it's in his mouth.

"Don't worry, it's still a long time. Let's go and find a place to rest. ***, it's time to rest."

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao found a cake shop and sat down. Zhang Yang originally wanted to find a teahouse with computers. However, although there were many teahouses nearby, they were not in a convenient location to monitor the kebab stall, so they had to stay here. We found a seat in the cake shop, ordered some cakes, ordered a few glasses of milk, and the two of us ate the mutton skewers comfortably. Finally, we could rest...

The business of the mutton kebab stall was very good, and there was a stall on the other side of the entertainment city. They all looked like they were from Xinjiang Province. Soon, Zhang Yang discovered that the two kebab stalls had nothing to do with each other, and in just a short period of time, Zhang Yang discovered Within an hour, the two parties actually called each other several times for the waiting guests to come over to their side. Although both parties restrained themselves from using force, the strong hostility was clearly visible.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be a little confused. They were both from Xinjiang Province and were both Maimaiti's subordinates. Why were they trying to steal business?

Zhang Yang naturally didn't know that although Maimaiti controlled the entire mutton skewers market, in fact, he only controlled the wholesale of mutton skewers. The specific operations had a number of small bosses. Although the small bosses nominally belonged to Maimaiti, they Down below, there were still mutual suppressions, intrigues, and fights happening one after another because of interests. Maimaiti didn't bother to care about these things, and he couldn't. It was impossible for him to interfere with such trivial matters.

In County T, City C, Province H, there was a fight that shocked the whole country. Hundreds of people from Xinjiang Province flew to County T to cause trouble. The local government even dispatched the armed police to suppress it. Although the incident did not happen There was a riot, but several people were killed or injured. In the end, the fighting ended when a force from Xinjiang Province withdrew from the mutton kebab market in County T.

T County is so small that it is difficult for a taxi to jump on the clock. However, just for the mutton kebab business in such a small county, hundreds of people can fly all the way from Xinjiang Province to T County. This can be seen from the fact that , the cruelty and reckless consequences of those in Xinjiang Province.

It has to be said that the people of Xinjiang Province are more united and cohesive than other ethnic groups.

At the same time, people from Xinjiang Province are generous and simple in a way that coastal people and inland people do not. If you become friends with them, they will also show you their hearts.

Xinjiang people are a relatively contradictory race, because a very small number of people have affected the image of Xinjiang people. Generally speaking, more than 90% of Xinjiang people are simple and kind, and they identify themselves as Chinese. .

Time passes slowly.

At about two o'clock in the morning, although the KTV was still in full swing, the streets had begun to become deserted. Two gangs of kebab sellers were cleaning up their stalls and pushing the special grills in each direction...

"What should we do? Should we track them separately?" Liu Biao couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"No, we can't separate. Just follow anyone. We have time." Zhang Yang was worried about Liu Biao's safety and rejected Liu Biao's suggestion.

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The two followed them all the way. There are usually two to three people in a barbecue stall. The location just now was more prosperous and had a lot of people. Therefore, there were three people in this barbecue stall. The three people did not notice Zhang Yang and Liu Biao who were following them from a distance. They shouted loudly. Zhang Yang couldn't understand what he was saying, but it seemed vaguely familiar.

Could it be that there is a Xinjiang dialect in my memory and thinking?

Or maybe someone has studied the dialects of Xinjiang Province?

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be confused. He listened carefully and could roughly guess what it meant, but he couldn't say it. This was a very strange feeling. It felt a bit like watching Chinese subtitles, as if he was speaking in English but could read the Chinese subtitles. I know the meaning in English but I can't say it.

The three of them seemed to be in a very happy mood, just chatting about how good business was today, meeting a few girls wearing scantily clad clothes, etc...

Finally, the three of them came to an old hotel at a station. The hotel was very dilapidated. The aluminum alloy door was stained with oil and the glass was opaque. Under the hotel, there were dozens of barbecue carts, which were used by two people from Xinjiang Province. Thick chains locked all the barbecue carts together, and finally, a group of people went upstairs laughing...

"Come on, we'll stay here tonight."

"Ah... live... live here..." Liu Biao looked at this shabby hotel in surprise. This hotel should be a house to be demolished. Many windows are missing. There are several big words written on the wall, and there are A large circle drawn with red paint.

The registration place is on the second floor. After going up to the second floor, there is a lobby. A woman is sitting behind a broken bar knitting a sweater. Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang seems to be watching a movie from the 1980s. This house, It is really too shabby, and people also have a shabby feeling...

Ten yuan a night, based on head.

The woman took a deposit of fifty yuan and wrote a note. She didn't even ask Zhang Yang if they wanted an ID card to register. It was Zhang Yang who took the initiative to take out the fake ID card. Zhang Yang and Liu Biao’s ID card name and number were crookedly written on it.

Zhang Yang looked at the random numbers. He was sure that no one would recognize this registration book when it was sent to the police station.

The two entered the room and almost vomited. The room was very small. There were two small beds with basically no cotton wool. They were covered with sheets on the hard board. The sheets were brown and it was impossible to tell the original color.

The quilt is white, but the white and brown colors make people feel like they are vomiting. There are traces of large circles pressing on small circles, as if billions of sperm have fought on it...

"Can I sleep here?" Liu Biao asked with a sad face.

"It's only ten yuan a night, what else do you want?"

(To be continued)